OK, I just ran up to Vons to get some soup for my way-too-early lunch break.  When I came back, I noticed a baby bird on the mat in front of my classroom door.  It had one wing stretched out so I thought it was injured.  I have a bunch of shoeboxes in my classroom (to make camera obscuras) so I thought I could grab it and take it to the biology teacher.  So I reached down to pet the little bird.  It actually let me pet it.  Then it pulled in its wing and let me continue to pet it for a minute.  Then it flew up to my shoulder and sat on my shoulder for a few seconds before flying off to the bushes behind my classroom.

It was so weird.  The bird wasn’t injured after all but it let me pet it.  I have never had that happen before.  I wonder if it means anything.